BELLATRIX... My heart was racing as I glanced at the phone that laid on the rug__ the result of my rage, and continuously ringing with Neil's name flashing on the screen. Did he not understand my clearly stated words? Or... He was too conscious about Florence and carelessly ignored my denial. Either way, I'm the pig to be slaughtered again. His words resounded my head as fear enveloped me with one thought__ would they force me to be the donor? My heart shuddered__ No! This can not happen! Perhaps this was selfish of me, but why it has to be me every fucking time? They have money, they can search donor all around the country, yet they seemed to be obsessed with me! Slowly, I got off the bed and glanced at my phone, it stopped ringing. Thank the God, hopefully my words finally get into his head. I picked it up, tossing on the bed and headed toward the bathroom when my room door suddenly swing open, banging off the wall and bouncing it back and forth, revealing my terrified parents.
It took me a few moments to realise it was bright outside, I must have fallen asleep without realising. My stomach was aching from hunger and my head felt heavy. I stirred, only to groan, my body ached from the awkward position I had fallen asleep. Sigh... Taking help of the bed, I stood up, my legs were shaky. I turned around, catching glimpses of the tore paper on the floor as images of last night crawled within me. Bike rose in my throat as I shook my head, helplessly trying to jerk away those thoughts. I directly headed to the bathroom, locking the door behind. In front of the sink, I opened the tap, splashing water on my face, before I look up at myself in the mirror... My skin turned even more dull, eyes lost it's usual spark, dark circles settled under eye area... Over all, a broken woman with no values. It reminded me of my ten years out in the slum, life there was hard and full of struggles, but life here hurts even more. Was I wrong to return here? Was I wrong to think
VICTOR... "What?" I said icily, my cold gaze fixated on Luis, the news he bore raised a coil of anger within me. "Miss Valdez was kidnapped twenty minutes earlier and taken to the hospital." He paused for a brief second and frowned, "considering they had taken her to R.D hospital secretly, something seems off." Indeed it was, but that didn't concern me in front of the fact of her kidnapping... Once again. How did this girl manage to summon trouble upon her so soon? How much danger exactly is lurking around her? I tapped on the table frustratingly, why am I even bothered? I've far greater things to handle, but she seemed to consume my head the entire time! "Sir..." Luis's tone broke my thoughts, I looked up at him to find his blank gaze watching me with a touch of concern in them. "Inform the guards, we're getting her." I ordered firmly. Luis slowly nodded, he did not appear surprised, or he hid it too well, either way, it's annoying! ******* I walked out of my penthouse, and lo
VICTOR..."W-who?" anxiety swirling around him, as he stuttered. "You know who," I hissed. I've no time to play around. He flinched, trying to fight his nervousness before me, something he was failing at miserably, "I-I don't know w-what you're t-talking a-about!"Lie...A flare of anger rushed through me as I stepped forward, cornering him with my height, my cold eyes boring into him in deadly manner, "One last time, kid, where is she?""I-I d-don't...."My eyes blazed, and a restless growl left my lips as I grabbed the fool by his neck, "Where the f*ck is she?"He squeaked like the rat he is, his eyes widened and colors drained from his face, "I- S-she... B-Bella..."My pressure on his neck heightened as I pushed his boneless back against the wall, "Yes, Bella. Where is she?" I asked hoarsely, my blood was boiling now."Th-there..." He pointed at the door of the operation theatre, making me frown. My grip on his neck loosened as he lapsed aside, looking up at me with disdain, "Wh-
BELLATRIX... My eyes fly open with menacing laughters around me, heavy footsteps echoed in the room... The faces of jockers flashed before my eyes, their red eyes and vicious smiles resounding... They were dragging me by my leg, "Pl-please, don't kill me!" I screamed, my nails scratching the cold ground beneath me. Suddenly, I saw my parents; they were holding a girl's hand, she was smirking at me—Florence! "NO! Please don't leave me!" I struggled hard, yet I couldn't reach them. They were too far away from me. A pit of fire widened its mouth as they dragged me inside mercilessly... Suddenly, I felt myself being sucked away, and my eyes flew open. I bolted upright, hit by an abrupt brightness, the dark mist clearing before my eyes, making me realize I am in a room. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I scratched my temple. It was a nightmare... A nightmare I see every night that keeps growing with added things. "Are you alright?" A deep, seductive tone rang in my ears. My hea
BELLATRIX... "W-what!?" Swallowing hard, I stared at the man, unable to realize if it was a joke or his seriousness. How is that even possible? We only met three times, and each of them happened in deadly circumstances. His expression and attitude were solemn, and he didn't look like an impulsive person who would fool around, and that's where I was confused. Did he really save me to marry me? But for what reason? He turned around, his hands inserted in pant pockets, his eyes were cold with a slight frown on his extremely handsome face, "Hmm, I want to marry you." He repeated his words, this time they were more refined. My breath quickened under his determined gaze, "b-but wh-y?" My hands fisted in the blanket with a strange anxiety. "Rest assured, it won't be a regular marriage, but a contract one." He spoke, making me frown in confusion. "A contract marriage?" I murmured. I bit down on my lower lip, "b-but why me?" If he wanted a contract marriage, there were several ca
Inhaling another deep breath, I opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door slowly after me.He was sitting behind the desk, in a white shirt, looking handsome as usual. His cold green gaze met mine, and his brow raised, "Yes?"I licked my dry lips before bravely looking at him, "I've thought about your proposal, and I've decided..." I said. He gave me a single nod, his gaze fixed on mine. "I-I agree to this arrangement," I muttered. He continued looking at me, as usual calm, yet cold with his expression. After a while, "I've told you before, you've no rush, or pressure. Are you sure about it? Because... Once it's done, there's no going back for a year." Just like him, he spoke so calmly, which somehow encouraged me to hold his gaze. I felt more confident now standing right in front of him with my point of verdict, "In my opinion, marriage is not a trivial matter to begin with, even though it was bound in a contract... However, I'm willing to take the risk." He clearly s
BELLATRIX...'Why are you not responding? Pick up the call!' Another text popped up as I continued staring at my phone wordlessly.'Bellatrix! This is too much! Where is Florence!? What did you do to her!?' Another text.'Pick up the call, Bellatrix!' One more... And my phone started ringing again.I, however, did not dare to take the call. I could feel her aggression through her texts, and at the moment, I'm in no mood to endure their illogical blames and scolds.How would I know where their favorite daughter is hiding? She was the one who schemed to kill me and kidnapped me twice in a row, must be planning her third attack somewhere. Why don't they, for once, leave me alone and stop connecting me to her every matter!?God!I almost jumped out of my skin with my phone ringing once again. I frowned, turning to the phone. I attempted to turn it to flight mode but paused at the name on the screen—Stella.A relief washed over me as a small smile appeared on my face. I received the call,